As the first light of dawn spread across the eastern horizon this morning, the full moon was setting in the southwest. This is the Pink Moon, named for the many pink-colored wildflowers that usually bloom in April.
This year, most of the Central U.S. has experienced a sluggish spring as waves of cold air have invaded the Heartland, delaying the leafing of trees and the flowering of shrubs. Having just returned to our Littleton, Colorado, farm, we found that the landscape is more suggestive of late March than late April and are anxiously waiting to see how many more trees (especially ash trees) we may have lost following the deep freeze last week.
Meanwhile, our lone natural satellite makes her scheduled rounds, beautifying the scenery when flowers cannot. We humans have long relied on her cycles, reassured that at least one aspect of our life is predictable.
